I am a living immortal.

Interference is a very uncomfortable thing.

Therefore, the prince gained nothing from this meeting, and was only troubled by it, and the meeting ended in a bad mood.

Before leaving, the prince asked coldly, "Will that old goat still participate in this martial arts tournament?"

This voice was questioning, a condescending questioning that made everyone in the Meng family army very uncomfortable. So they didn't tolerate it and directly retorted: "Your Highness, we are not your subordinates, and we don't have to explain anything to you, nor do we have to cooperate with you."

"I told you to leave that man alone, but you ignored the overall situation for your own sake. Your face is important to many people, but you are ultimately a crown prince, not an emperor."

"How dare you!" the old eunuch shouted.

"Tsk." Meng Jiajun expressed disdain.

"You can't control the overall situation, and you can't control everyone. As for that person, you don't have to ask us, you should ask him himself if you can find him. Take care of yourself." After saying that, several people left without looking back.

The air was filled with a cold atmosphere.

No matter whether they were old eunuchs or servants in various costumes, they dared not breathe and lay on the ground pretending to be dead, fearing that they would lose their lives if they breathed too hard.

For a moment, all sounds disappeared.

The prince stood still. He had never experienced anything like this before. Even the old guard had some dignity. While they might criticize him indirectly, they wouldn't be so blunt. This was completely disrespectful to him.

The prince frowned, the air pressure around him was very low.

His fingers twitched. He was actually furious, wanting to stop these daring men, but he didn't move. The angrier he got, the calmer he became, calmly telling himself not to take action.

This feeling was really irritating, so irritating that my ears were buzzing. I didn't know what was going on, as the group of people scolded me.

For a moment, he felt the illusion that he was a frog in a well.

This illusion, along with the old goat's disappearance, slowly deepened Meng Jiajun's sorrow. It was like a joke; he wanted to control everything, yet was still abandoned. Like a thin membrane separating two worlds, he felt it, but couldn't break it.

He had someone follow the old goat after he left, but they lost him, as if he had vanished into thin air. He actually realized, though he hated to admit it, that whether it was the old goat or the Meng family army, they were from a different world from him. Just like he and the civilians, the gap was even greater.

The other party can withdraw at will, but you have no way to do anything.

Helpless and incompetent.

The prince thought that he would never have such an experience in his lifetime, but it came so suddenly.

He took a few steps back, sat in a chair, and thought for a long time. Time was slipping away, and no one dared to move, at least not until the Crown Prince made a sound. The old eunuch stood behind the Crown Prince like a block of wood, his heartbeat almost frozen, a pale pallor on his face. He even used the tortoise breathing technique.

I don’t know how long it took.

A day? A night? Anyway, time passed quickly, and no one dared to disturb them. Until the prince slowly stood up and said, "Serve the meal."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and this breath finally brought color to the world.

No one knew whether the prince had figured it out or not, and no one dared to ask. The prince became just like usual.

His fame continued to ferment over the past few days, and soon it spread throughout Jiading Prefecture. His reputation was unprecedentedly high. After that, there were several days of arena competitions.

One thing that was quite strange was that the Begonia Swordsman never showed up again and would not participate in the competition. The Crown Prince was not surprised, but his opponent was pleasantly surprised that he had been retained despite being supposedly eliminated.

And what is the old goat doing at this moment?

He was waiting for the arrival of the god. He sat on the top of the mountain these days, without moving.

Next to him was a middle-aged man who asked solemnly, "Do you really not need help?"

"No, you better take care of yourself and don't let the aftermath spread."

"I understand."

This middle-aged man was the City God of Jiading Prefecture. He too had a vague sense of the impending storm, the undercurrent surging beneath the calm before the rainstorm. And the man before him had been sitting there for several days. The City God could sense he was gathering his strength, spiritual energy gathering around him from all directions, like a bottomless pit.

And these spiritual energies are accumulated in the crystal body in the heart of the old goat.

The old goat didn't like reading, but in order to stop the enemy, he had to cram. He asked the City God for many martial arts techniques, and constantly melted them into his body.

Just like when Su Mu was sharpening his sword.

The old goat imitated Su Mu, and he needed to suppress the opponent from the beginning. This was a difficult problem, and Su Mu really gave himself a huge problem.

Talismans melted into the mountains from the old goat's cuffs. These talismans briefly connected the mountains together, waiting for the arrival of the opponent.

The City God had no idea how capable the person in front of him was.

This person did not reveal any trace of aura. He didn't understand when such a person appeared in Jiading Prefecture, and he was completely unaware of it.

But now is not the time to talk about this, he can only trust the other party.

The old goat was at peace. No, he was always at peace.

The autumn wind blew, and the two were speechless for a moment. The City God was troubled.

The old goat comforted the other person: "Relax, it's not as difficult as you think. You don't have to worry too much. If you want to worry, it will be ranked third. There are plenty of people who worry about it."

The City God of Jiading Prefecture looked at the old goat curiously, and it was undeniable.

The old goat didn't need to lie to him. He was just a little dazed. He was really a failure as the City God. There were so many unknown things here, and he didn't even know about them.

“You’re a failure.”

"If it were up to you, Jiading Prefecture would have been finished long ago. Just relax and have a good time. I really don't guarantee I'll lose. Don't underestimate me."

"If I can't handle it anymore, I'll call in others. If I can't win in a one-on-one fight, I can still beat them in a group fight and leave nothing behind."

"Then why don't you shout now?" the City God frowned.

"You're asking for favors, huh? Do you really think that the people I know are just random people who come whenever you call?" The old goat rolled his eyes, but when he thought about the fact that this was a shut-in who didn't need to socialize, he felt relieved instantly.

Seeing that the old goat was still in the mood to joke, the City God felt a little relieved.

"Who is coming this time?" the City God asked curiously.

"Hmm... maybe it's part of the innate deity."